So some female Canadian journalist Heather Mallick waxes elephant about the plebe Sarah Palin. I read this at Rachel Lucas first. Her response is full of “picque”. You might have to be French Canadian to understand that word.

Rachel also goes after the idjits who feel that a random judge has more sense than the constitution. Jeff Goldstein delves even deeper into the constitution-Obama follower-stupid triangulation, that and the Sarah Palin equals a Muslim terrorist equivalence. Rachel writes about that too. [These are two of the greatest minds on the internets, by the way. I’ve mentioned this before but you should be reading their work every day.]

Still my favorite screed of the day is by James Lileks who goes after the Canadian tarte who manages to shove every stereotype about the right into one verbose article. This is a long quote, but I promise you, there is so much more goodness in his writing you have to read it all. Ditto Rachel. Ditto Jeff. Why would anyone want to be a liberal? The true literary artists are on the right. Says Mr. Lileks:

It’s possible that Republican men, sexual inadequates that they are, really believe that women will vote for a woman just because she’s a woman.

Consider the joy that would reign if someone wrote that “Democrats, racial guilt-mongers that they are, really believe that African-Americans will vote for an African-American just because he’s an African-American.” Of course Republican men don’t believe that women will vote for her just because she’s a woman. It’s surely a factor, but there’s the possibility that they will vote for her because she is not a woman like Heather Mallick.

You have to love the “Sexual inadequates that they are” line as well; if there’s one thing that’s amused me in the last two weeks, it’s the screechy distaste of Ms. Palin coming from men who embodied the Modern Alda Paradigm of masculinity, which is to say they are nervous around cars, think guns are icky, had their own Snugli, have wives in corporate jobs who make more money than they do, and still get dissed behind their backs because they can’t figure out how to make the bed. The Lost Boys, if you will. Now, some women can’t stand Sarah Palin for their own reasons, personal or ideological; same with men. Some men, however, are made deeply uneasy by her, because she’s the one who ignored the sensitive poet-guys in high school for the jocks, and didn’t seem to grasp the essential high-school truth that it’s cool to be a loser. But that’s rank psychoanalysis, and we won’t stoop to that.

She continues on the women-voting-for-women thing:

They’re unfamiliar with our true natures. Do they think vaginas call out to each other in the jungle night? I mean, I know men have their secret meetings at which they pledge to do manly things, like being irresponsible with their semen and postponing household repairs with glue and used matches. Guys will be guys, obviously.

It’s funny, because it’s true! Bronze that paragraph; if nothing else, it’s the death of PC, and license for guys to say anything. At least she’s honest about the idea of female solidarity – it matters only if the ideological stars have aligned – no, if the ideological cycles have synced, to use terms she’d probably employ. Or has already. It’s not about whether Sarah Palin is a woman, it’s whether she’s the right kind. She’s supposed to restrict snow machines, not ride them or for God’s sake get knocked up by some slopey-brow dullard who rides them. (Competitively! Gawd) Nationalize oil companies, don’t make deals. Have one or two children, not five – Good Gaia, woman, are you trying to make overstuffed congested Alaska top the one-million-citizen mark all by yourself?

It gets better. It occurs to me that elitism isn’t a college degree. It isn’t a zipcode. It isn’t a gender. It isn’t a profession. It’s an attitude.

There are plenty of loaded people who live humbly and wouldn’t presume to condescend and try to tell some dude how to live his life. One of my favorite liberal friends not only refused to shower with soap but also had never paid taxes in his 32 years on the planet. He felt more than entitled to tell other people how to live when it was clear he had trouble taking care of himself.

This impulse to control other people, the lessers, the plebes, the stupid ones, the other, is why average people bristle at being “helped”. It’s not charity. It’s not kindness. The government is one big bludgeon to control everyone’s life. A helping hand? Right. More like a smack across the face.